Jerrod Niemann - Blue Bandana lyrics
[Jerrod Niemann - Blue Bandana lyrics]
She was dancing in a sundress
On a Carolina sunset
On the last night of Merle Fest
Told me she ain't missed one since
The summer she turned eighteen
Hit that road on a gypsy dream
Hitched a ride in a beat-up van
Following her favorite band
And now she's a Bonaroo baby
She's Coachella crazy
She'll be folking out in Newport
You've probably seen her before
Up at Lollapalooza, in the muddy Wakarusa
She'll be at the hangout down in Alabama
Just look for the girl in
The blue bandana, whoa, whoa
She had a flower in her hair
A little smoke was in the air
We were chillin' in some lawn chairs saying
We wish we could've seen Woodstock
Told me she was leaving in the morning
Heading down to New Orleans said boy
You oughta come along and I
Knew I shoulda gone
She's a Bonaroo baby, she's Coachella crazy
She'll be folking out in Newport
You've probably seen her before
Up at Lollapalooza, in the muddy Wakarusa
She'll be at the hangout down in Alabama
Just look for the girl in
The blue bandana, whoa, whoa
Several thousand faces in a crowd
And I know she's out
There somewhere jamming out
She's my Bonaroo baby, she's Coachella crazy
She'll be folking out in Newport
You've probably seen her before
Up at Lollapalooza, in the muddy Wakarusa
She'll be at the hangout down in Alabama
Just look for the girl in
The blue bandana, whoa, whoa
Now I got a beat up van
And I'm driving across this land
Looking for a blue bandana
On a Carolina sunset
On the last night of Merle Fest
Told me she ain't missed one since
The summer she turned eighteen
Hit that road on a gypsy dream
Hitched a ride in a beat-up van
Following her favorite band
And now she's a Bonaroo baby
She's Coachella crazy
She'll be folking out in Newport
You've probably seen her before
Up at Lollapalooza, in the muddy Wakarusa
She'll be at the hangout down in Alabama
Just look for the girl in
The blue bandana, whoa, whoa
She had a flower in her hair
A little smoke was in the air
We were chillin' in some lawn chairs saying
We wish we could've seen Woodstock
Told me she was leaving in the morning
Heading down to New Orleans said boy
You oughta come along and I
Knew I shoulda gone
She's a Bonaroo baby, she's Coachella crazy
She'll be folking out in Newport
You've probably seen her before
Up at Lollapalooza, in the muddy Wakarusa
She'll be at the hangout down in Alabama
Just look for the girl in
The blue bandana, whoa, whoa
Several thousand faces in a crowd
And I know she's out
There somewhere jamming out
She's my Bonaroo baby, she's Coachella crazy
She'll be folking out in Newport
You've probably seen her before
Up at Lollapalooza, in the muddy Wakarusa
She'll be at the hangout down in Alabama
Just look for the girl in
The blue bandana, whoa, whoa
Now I got a beat up van
And I'm driving across this land
Looking for a blue bandana